It is strange being a Stay-at-home-Dad. For instance a chant of "ihopeiwinatoaster, ihopeiwinatoaster" floating up the basement steps. My nearly seven [eight] (now nine) ((now ten)) [[eleven]] {twelve} year-old twin boys concoct, devise, arrange, invent, write, say, imagine and dream the damndest things. Things that make me wonder. Ideas and stories that I may think on for days after I encounter them. I'll share some here. They made me do this.
Essential. Childhood. Nonsense. Explained.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Mondrianesque

Prepare to be dazzled:

Yes, thank you, he is brilliant. See how he worked the 'Z' in there and then mirrored it to sustain the overall balance of the piece. Note the subdued palette, the use of line and I think there was a sponge involved (actually I know there was a sponge involved because one came home in his bookbag, still wet, loose). I really like it.

From Marci's '...things you don't expect to hear from the backseat...'